THE SON SHE LEFT FOR HIM
disclaimer: This story is a original fictious work by
Marjorie Black. All rights reserved!
Time is so near....I hear a baby wanting to come into the
world..."
his smile could barely contain all the happiness his face
beamed
brightly. The warm breeze that softly touched his skin,
increased his
senses, and he knew all would be well.
" My love....all will be well...whispers in the wind have
told me..."
he placed his hand on her tight, bulging belly to feel her
body prepare
to forge their creation. Looking to her, her face glowed in
ambiance,
and his pride beamed under glistening eyes. Her face shined
as a true
woman. The creature of creation. An essence that surpassed
his own.
Though her arms stiffened, and her hands tightly clamped
onto the earth,
the rest of her magnificent body was in ease. Her brows
crossed together
in joy, pain, and happiness. The petal soft cheeks, he so
loved to feel
were damask, and wet. Her beautiful mouth smiled in
eagerness to hold
the child they created in love. Yet she bit her lower lip
in fear he
recognized. Roughly she turned her head sideways, and
nestled it onto
her shoulder. The movements of her belly were consistent,
he knew only
soon did they have to wait.
Looking into the green, fragrant plain, with tall blades
that swayed in
the wind, he was glad they moved from the sandy dunes of
the Daw Lands.
For they were cruel with heat, and desolate death could be
seen in
their floor. They had spent a day and night in the realm.
During the
day he pitched a tent, and made her rest while he kept her
cool. They
had plenty of rations, and she was comfortable. Raamel,
their work
animal, loved the movements of her stomach, it always
rested it's head
on the belly of it's master's love.
The heat was kind that day, perhaps the gods smiled mercy
to them. When
the sun became pink, and violet, he awoke her to prepare
for their
journey to the comfort of the Verni Va Plains. They both
shared
laughter, as she struggled to rise. He knew the, her belly
had dropped
to make way for the child's birth. Laying her head down,
she sprawled
in defeat. Raamel bowed, offering it's strong neck. It's
eye's
simply said " Let me help" Once she stood , he hugged
her, and fought
back tears for his love was never so strong as she stood in
the final
stage of bearing.
Traveling in the glowing paths of the silvery sands, they
both felt
strangeness within the breeze. Nightfall had brought cool
winds, to the
sandy dune, tensing her muscles and enabling her body for
the work
ahead. Traveling peacefully under the moon, his limbs knew
no weariness,
and the gentle animal fell under no exhaustion as it
carried master's love
with devoted strides. They both shared a common purpose to
get her to
safety.
Now looking down at her, he raised the delicate cloth, that
covered her
even more delicate skin. He kissed her stomach smiling. She
raised her knees up
tightly, and he looked back to her face. Tears trickled
down, and he saw
her struggling with pain. Smiling he poured words so
comforting
" You struggle...release your pain...containing it prolongs
the
birth....be not ashamed of screams, I shall hear them as
beautiful
announcements.."
He began to rub her hips lovingly, as he did the first time
they shared
so many nights ago. She smiled, and raised up supporting
herself with
her elbows. Throwing her head back, her graceful neck
became dense.
Slowly she began to moan. Gently singing unto the wind. But
soon even
that became as growls of a wolf, or great animal. Her
spirit became as
one with creatures of another place. They seemed to guide
her
strongly. He saw the thick blanket she laid upon flower
with her blood.
Rich crimson roses that soon enlarged into endless pools.
His eyes
witnessed amazement, as her stomach flattened under his
touch. He saw a
tiny mound crown into a head. Tender sprightly hands pulled
out the
delicate life. He was thankful, for never would he had
yanked such a
wonder. It fell out, balled up, and fighting to move. It's
blue gray skin
warmed in color the moment he held it. The delicate babe
opened it's
mouth to cry it's first breathe unto the world. Grabbing a
stone, he
severed the lifeline from mother to child.Taking off his
shirt he
wrapped his son inside and held him high.
Smiling
he bent to kiss her.
She became so pale, and flowing. She cried tears that
puzzled him, for
he not only didn't recognize them, but they stabbed pain
into his heart
as well.
She gently fell back weak, and broken. Touching his
shoulder, her eyes
told him " I must see..." He laid the crying infant on
her chest so it
faced her. Tears fell from her eyes like a winter's rain.
One dropped
onto the babe's cheek, and it blinked looking to her.
Recognizing each
other, they locked eyes together in a moment neither fate,
heaven, nor
hell could ever erase.She looked up to the sky in regret.
Her eyes
screamed " NOT NOW...NOT NOW.." feeling the wind break,
and become
still, she looked to him. He became full of panic and
heartache. Slowly
she reached for him with her palm open. Touching his arm a
single tear
fell as she smiled for the last time. Gently she closed her
eyes, and
her hand fell to the earth.
A ball of anger, pain, and fear grew deep inside before he
howled
shaking the sky above him.
Raamel managed to kneel to lay next to the lifeless body
it so
worshipped. Laying it's head on her stomach, it looked so
lost. The wind
began to blow again. He held the now glowing stone, and
looked to the
son she left for him.< br>
THE END... (
maybe...)
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